Parading

We saw the last embers of daylight die,

A moon, worn as if it had been a shell
And in the trembling blue-green of the sky
And in the trembling blue-green of the sky
A moon, worn as if it had been a shell
A moon, worn as if it had been a shell
Washed by time’s waters as they rose and fell
Washed by time’s waters as they rose and fell
About the stars and broke in days and years. —W. B. Yeats
About the stars and broke in days and years.
—W. B. Yeats

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